Feel Myself
(Chours)I just wanna feel myself, ahI just wanna feel myselfI just wanna feel myselfI justI just wanna feel myself, yeah (x2)
(Verse)Rich boy mannersChampagne glasses8 ball habits18 karatsCheck book, cash itPuddles, lavishBroken bitchesI just wanna feel myself for a minute
I want a guy I can climb like EverestGod etiquette, real therapyHe don’t gotta be to cleverestHips and lips , intelligent
(Pre-Chorus)You telling me I dress too loudGot too many shoes too countSaying we should split the checkIf you ain’t got diamonds then it’s time to jet‘Cause
(Chours)I just wanna feel myself, ahI just wanna feel myselfI just wanna feel myselfI justI just wanna feel myself, yeah (x2)
(Verse)First class, fancyMonogram, matchingSuit up, got a crew cupLike the room up, gets meI want a guy with a rich boy standardsHandsome, has it, want it , have itPick me up at 8 with 18 flowersBulgari box back home at the manorLove you more than your 8 ball habitForeclose the pussy when you close that barPenthouse pavement poor girl panic-screaming- (what do you mean there are no more diamonds?)Love you more than your 8 ball habit
(Pre-Chorus)You telling me I dress too loudGot too many shoes too countSaying we should split the checkIf you ain’t got diamonds then it’s time to jet‘Cause
(Chours)I just wanna feel myself, ahI just wanna feel myselfI just wanna feel myselfI justI just wanna feel myself, yeah (x2)
(Talking)Ok this is the part where I talk about myself right?So after my daddy got uhmm you know ..lost everythingGot locked up for a whileI was 14 and I decided you know.. I was gonna leave homeAnd be a .. a somebody or whateverAnd uhm.. like numerous failed attemptsBad TV shows , bad record deal , bad everythingAnd I have moved to Hollywood to be a big starAnd ended up living in these motelsOn sunset boulevard you know 30 dollars a night really run downAnd I would go to these clothing stores at the weekendsTo try out these beautiful clothes things I could never affordPracticing for when I was gonna be richYou know bad boyfriend , no money , no lifeAnd suddenly it hit meWhat the fuck am I doing with my life?
(Chours)I just wanna feel myself, ahI just wanna feel myselfI just wanna feel myselfI justI just wanna feel myself, yeah (x2)